Confidently Hermione walked towards the dungeons.
She said the password to the Slytherin portrait and walked in.
''I must be out of my mind for doing this.'' She thought.
FLASHBACK:
"Draco, you know that I love you but it's hard to explain." She had said to Malfoy.
"Prove it. Prove that you love me ,but that it is complicated, in a way I a boy can understand because sometimes you make no sense at all." he had replied.
END FLASHBACK
She saw Draco sitting on an uncomfortable lookingi couch.
She walked towards him, gave him a kiss and said: "I have figured out a way to tell you so you will understand." She said without much confidence.
"Tell me."
"It is a poem:
I hate the way you walk,
I hate the way you talk.
I hate it when you smirk,
I hate it when you call me names.
I hate the way you behave,
I hate the way you look.
''Like a damn Veela,'' She thought, sighing.
But what I hate the most
is that I don't hate you.
Not even close,
not even a bit,
not even at all."
The look on Malfoy's face was confused.
Blaise was stunned.
Hermione walked away.
When she was gone Blaise said to Draco. "Dude go after her. That was her telling you she loves you in a poem!"
And with that Draco left, but he couldn't find Hermione anywhere.
i De eerste zin heb ik verandert want die klopte niet! En voor de rest een paar woorden bijgeschreven om de zin sense te geven en een paar dingen wegehaald. Alles is zelfde zowat.
Xo L.